"Cursed be the land before your feet."
"What?"
"Cured!"
"...ummmm…. What?"
"CURSED!"
"...why am I being cured again?"
"Because you are."
"No reasoning behind it?"
"None"
"Well now, that's lovely."
"Indeed. You will be cursed to endure a lifetime under the command of the person you most hate."
"...crap…that horrid snake…"
"Bwahahaha ha ha ha ha ha aha ha haha ha *cough* *cough**cough* ugh…. Hahaha."
"Ummm… you ok?"
"CURSED!"
"Ok, I got it… I cured. Anything else you want to add to ruin my life?"
"Yes as a matter of fact, thank you for reminding me. You shall have to spend the rest of your life with these as apart of your head."
"MASSACRE! WHY CAT EARS OF ALL THINGS!?Just kill me now…"
"Because Orochimaru is cured to die should you."
"Oh ho…. This should prove useful…. Where's the nearest knife?"
"Oh, umm… should be down the hall and to the right… but I'm not going to give you the fun of killing your love, Orochimaru in order to be with him in the afterlife."
"I HATE HIM DOWN TO THE CORE OF HIS EXISTENCE!"
"Deary, you'd best get used to it now…."
"...shit… it's him…."
"Is that any way to speak to your master?"
"Yes, it is indeed."
"I don't believe so.. I know of quite a few ways to break you without killing you. Are you sure you wish to test me?"
"Yes! GO ROT!"
"Well then, come my precious servant."
"Wha- I can't- My body! I can't- OROCHIMARU YOU SNAKE IMMA KILL YOU!"
*Cltch*
…..silence…
...Oneesan…. I-I couldn't do anything…. She-she's in the clutched of that evil creature. All I could do you hide and hope to go unnoticed. Boxes parting against my will saw the face of the snake peering through the gap.
"So there was a little rabbit over here…"
Unable to speak
Unable to move
I sat in shock
My hair was ruffled against my will
Help..
Help.
Help!
HELP!
No one…
Can no one see my fear
Can no one sense my apprehension
Someone, anyone….
….help….
"Oh, how cute…. A smaller version of my new servant.. One I can kill perhaps."
Still unable to move my hair was tugged away from my face by pale slender fingers slipping through my long white hair against my will.
Help.
Help.
Help!
HELP!
Still no one…
Unable to speak...
Unable to move…
I was-I was… powerless….
I was going to die.
That was when my world when black.
Trapped within a bubble of tar inside my own subconscious as another I took over.
The soft white hair that I had grown to love darkened and turned spiked and rigid... help..
Your help is without Aid
No, You-you're of no use… nothing ever ends well….
This time it will be different
Forcing myself to raise my hands to cover my head I passed out.
Though I suppose it couldn't technically be called passed out… I honestly have no idea…. Perhaps there is a word the older people use but I myself have no clue.
I couldn't see, I couldn't move, but I most definitely could hear and feel….
"I suppose you'll do…."
The ground below gave way to the abyss….
END CHAPTER ONE